Its dark in here. Morning fog covers green hills.
I'll make a cup of blueberry tea for you to wake up.
For children of the woods who collect stones and shells in their pockets and thunderclouds of dark desires in their heads.
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THE SNAIL SHELL
He's covered in blood. She likes color yellow and never asks for help. Dark quiet places in the woods with bl...
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Он весь в крови. Она любит желтый и боится просить о помощи. Эхо пустого дома. Зеленые холмы и черная чаща...